User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-26141072-20150406033157/@comment-2246928-20150408233352

OOC: I caution yer t' refrain from creatin' situations an' controllin' otherbeasts' characters but yer own, lest yew feel me blade 'cross yore back 'n' a keel scrapin' yer back! (Remember, shipmate, I d'cide if'n yew kin control NPCs 'n' such udder d'n yore Contestant, bein' th' creator, an' only me 'n' Gren 'olds dat 'onor so far. Yew c'd ask me, if yew'd like, but udderwise, no control or corruption ov der overall plot, ye ken?)

BIC:

The ferret's dark eyes narrowed as his scruffy head jerked up to stare at the vixen in the crow's nest, his whole body shaking with rage. Attack one o' me crew, eh, jeopardize me ship, MAKE ME LOOK LIKE A DARN FOOL!? I'll show yer!

Galdrim whipped out his mace, its blood-encrusted spikes glistening like grisly rubies. "FOX!" He roared. "As Cap'n Galdrim o' th' ship yer stannin' upon, I suggest yew git down 'ere immediately!"

He nodded to Snibbs and Zinnd. "Moment she's down 'ere, 'old 'er still. About time we spoke a few blazin' werds, aye?"